My Unwanted Billionaire

It’s been a few days since that horrible incident between Mr. Jason and I. The night I left Mr. Jason’s apartment, he called my phone so many times that night I was worried he would follow me home. He stopped calling once I switched off my phone and I have not switched it back on in three days.

Once I arrived home I was so lucky Uncle Jack was not around so he did not see me come in with my tear stained face or hear me crying in the shower. I don’t think I’ve ever cried like this before in my life. I cried about the fact that I loved his hands on my ass before the spanking became painful. I cried because my ass hurt. I cried because Mr. Jason is my boss and he spanked me. I cried about how he is making my life a living hell. I basically cried about everything related to Mr. Jason.

I am thinking about leaving the company even though my body loves Mr. Jason’s hands on it, it does not make what he did right. I won’t lie, that night made me realize I am highly attracted to him and would want to have sex with him but it also made me see the monster he is. I might have gotten wet in the beginning, but at the end my ass hurt like hell

I went to work the following day. I didn’t take a proper leave so I did not want to be absent from work for too long. I plan to give my two weeks notice today. I am a little scared about how Mr. Jason is going to take it. I also don’t know what lie I am going to tell Mr. Crawford when he asks why I am quitting. I know he’s going to ask and I just hope I have a good answer to give him.

I step out of the elevator once it arrives on my floor. I keep my purse on my desk and perform my normal morning routine. I am nervous to see Mr. Jason after what happened that night. I don’t know if he is still angry with me for leaving his house after he asked me not to. I walk into his office after he says come in.

“Good morning sir” I say, placing his coffee on his table. The second he hears my voice he quickly removes his eyes from the papers in front of him and looks at me. He looks shocked to see me. He does not say anything to me and just stares at me. I try my best to not stare back at him because of how awkward the moment feels.

“You are back!” He says, and I wait for him to complain about how I took days off from work without his permission, but he does not.

“Yes sir, but just for two weeks”

“For two weeks?” He says, looking confused

“I am giving you my two weeks notice sir”

“You want to resign”

“Yes”

“I will pretend I didn’t hear that.”

“Excuse me” I say, shocked with what he just said

“Eleanor I believe you are done with what you came to do in my office. You can leave” He says and goes back to the papers in front of him

“Sir, I am telling you I want to resign and giving you my two week notice. You want to pretend like you didn’t hear a word I said. Are you kidding me right now?” I say, getting really irritated with his behavior today.

“Eleanor! Watch your tone with me”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? I just finished complaining about you not taking me seriously and all you can say is I should watch my tone” I say, a little louder. I am really getting angry with the way he is handling my resignation this morning.

“I SAID WATCH YOUR TONE WITH ME ELEANOR” He shouts, banging his fist on the table. “AND YOU ARE NOT RESIGNING AND THAT’S FINAL. NOW LEAVE MY OFFICE FOR THE LAST TIME”

Oh my God I think I let my anger get to me and forgot what Mr. Jason is capable of. I quietly walk out of his office. I don’t know what I was thinking. I should have not told him I want to resign. I should have just gone straight to Mr. Crawford instead. There is no way Mr. Jason is going to allow me quit. I should have known better.

Halfway through work I visit the restroom and on my way back to my desk I see a package on my table. Did Alex send me something? I would be surprised if he did after what happened on Saturday. I’m sure the way Mr. Jason pulled me away from him must make him not to want to be with me. I don’t know why I was not blessed with someone as nice as Alex as my boss instead of Mr. Jason.

I tear open the seal of the package and what is inside makes me more confused than when I even received two laptops in one day. I remove the pillow from inside the box and stare at it confused. Who sent me a pillow and why? I was thinking about texting Alex to ask him but I am too embarrassed to talk to him or face him after what happened on Saturday. I will leave a text for Amber because she is sleeping right now to ask her if she is the one who got the pillow for me. I don’t know why she would get me a pillow but she is the only one I can think of right now. The possibility of it been Uncle Jack is too slim so I don’t want to bother asking him.

After I finish leaving Amber the text, I look at the pillow wondering what to do with it when an idea pops to my head. I stand up from my chair and place the pillow under my ass and a smile graces my face as the pain in my ass reduces. Whoever got me this pillow read my mind because this is just what I needed. My butt does not hurt as much as it did the first day but it still hurts when I sit down in one spot for long, like sitting down by my desk the whole day.

I continue the rest of the day working without seeing Mr. Jason throughout which I am more than happy about. Its lunchtime and I am wondering if he will ask me to come with him. I hope not. My prayers don’t get answered when I receive a text from him to meet him downstairs so we can go for lunch. He had a meeting outside the office and that’s why is not in his office. I can’t believe he’s acting like nothing happened. Does he think after what he did that night won’t affect me working for him? I can’t wait to visit Mr. Crawford this weekend and tell him about my resignation. I pick up my purse and walk to the elevator to take it down to meet Mr. Jason.

While we are eating lunch in silence like always Mr. Jason speaks.

“How are you feeling?”

“I am fine, thank you for asking” I reply confused with why he is asking me how I am doing.

“I know how you are doing Eleanor. Did the pillow help with the pain?” He asks, confusing me again with his questions

“How do you know I got a pillow at work today?” I have been sitting down on the pillow all day so it’s a little weird he knows when I don’t remember him seeing it.

“I got it for you so how won’t I know about it”

“You got it for me?” I say, shocked he did. Only him would know why I would need a pillow but why would he get me one. He is the one who caused the pain on my ass which lead to me needing a pillow to sit on while at work.

“Yes I did and I asked you how is the pain now” He say, getting a little angry with me not answering his question yet. Why does he get angry over everything and so easily? I think he is short-tempered. He needs to work on that.

“It’s better with the pillow” I say, quickly answering him, afraid of his wrath falling upon me while we are eating. He scares me all the time with how he gets angry over little things.

“That’s good and if you want to have to use a pillow under your ass for a month. Disobey me again and you will see what it truly means to disobey me” He says, boring his murderous eyes at me as a cold shiver runs down my spine.

“I’ll never disobey you again sir” I say, feeling the need to run into a corridor away from his eyes. I take my eyes away from his once I feel my phone vibrating. “Excuse me sir” I say, answering the call.

“Hello, am I speaking with Eleanor?” The lady on the phone says.

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“This is Saint Madison hospital I am calling to inform you, your Uncle has been admitted in our hospital”

“What”

“I said…….”

“I heard you, why is he is he in the hospital. Did something happen to him? Is he okay? Don’t answer that I will be on my way shortly” I say and end the call.

What could have happened to Uncle Jack? Why is he in the hospital? I hope he is fine. Dear God please make it that nothing serious happened to the most important person in my life. I hear someone calling my name as I search around for my purse.

“Eleanor” Mr. Jason says, shaking my body to bring me back from my daze.

“Yes,” I say, hyperventilating as I think about what might have happened to Uncle Jack to cause him to end up in the hospital.

“What happened? What did the person on the phone say to you” Mr. Jason says, calmly.

“Un-c-c-c-l-le Ja-a-a-c-cck” I stammer, finding it hard to hold my words

“Look at me” Mr. Jason says, placing his palms on my face. He makes me stare at him “Take a breath” He says, showing me how to do it and I follow him. “Now speak to me” He says, tucking my hair that escaped my bun behind my ear.

“The person on the phone said Uncle Jack is in the hospital” I say, feeling my voice crake with every word.

“Do you know what hospital?” He says, walking us outside the restaurant.

“Yes Saint Madison Hospital”

“Okay, I will take us there and don’t worry. He will be fine” He says, opening the door for me. I get into the car and try to calm my racing heart and shaking fingers. Why didn’t I wait for the lady on the phone to tell me what happened? I am going crazy right now thinking about the million reasons he might be in the hospital. I just hope he is fine?